All five senses to describe a moment with thunder in the background. |
| Thunder Water roars and lightning zaps as you hold the strawberry-rhubarb pie before it falls into your lap. You laugh like you did when your first child pooped... no diaper. Now your smile illumines soft wrinkles as waterfalls run down my cheeks. I wipe away the past and grab a fork as we sit side-by-side, consuming the sticky fragrant mess, rubbing elbows while we wait for thunder, giving thanks for every morsel left. © Kåre Enga [177.126] (8.juli.2020) 19 lines Prompt: "Thunder" - you must use all 5 senses and do not use the words see, touch, taste, hear, smell or feel. For:
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